"A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace."
"Struggling over my fickle heart, love draws it now this way, and now hate that--but love, I think, is winning. I will hate, if I have strength; if not, I shall love unwilling."
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Source: Ovid (1977). “Heroides and Amores”, Heinemann Young Books
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